Friday, 11 February 2022

Spider's eye view

 


This is the world

from my Spider's eye view.

Everyone is scared of me,

it's nothing new.

But they are all so tall

and I'm just a little thing,

barely an inch even if I sprawl,

yet they still run screaming.

 

I only want to be a friend.

I popped down to say hi.

Waved my 8 legs in a flurry

but you left in quite a hurry,

didn't even say bye.

 

Incy Wincy they call me,

I find it a tad insulting.

I've seen friends

meet sticky ends.

Squashed under the monsters

and their detachable feet,

or the big yellow block

that is always within their reach.

 

We can't all be tarantulas.

Some of us only have these four walls.

but as soon as I put up my web

those beasts destroy it all.

They just don't seem to want me here,

it really gets you down

but all I'm doing is hanging around.

 

I peer out from my hole in the corner,

they seem so happy, listening to the murmur

of the noisy flashing box.

I drop.

I don't want to impose,

only want to get close,

join the fun

but as always, they soon run.

 

If I was a dog, I'd bark.

A lion, I'd roar,

but I'm just a little spider

my voice doesn't go far.

So why be scared,

I'm just here in my web.

I may come to play,

but I'm not going to catch you in my threads.

 

I'm just a little spider.

Not a bird eating goliath,

or a plate sized beast

with red eyes, which wants to feast.

I'm just a tiny house spider

and your house is my house

we can live here forever.

 

 

 

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